Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

"It isn't as though it serves much of a purpose anymore. All of its trials are gone." Dyon shrugged.

It had been a long time since someone angered him like this. In fact, the last person to do so was the bastard who sealed his soul in here. The truth was that there was a hidden trial that required a single person to clear the entire castle and thus earn it as an immortal home, but with Dyon asking first, he almost wanted to lie about it.

Suddenly, the red-armored guardian's visor flashed with an odd light. "You technically could have earned this sky castle, but unfortunately for you, you received help during your first trial. As such, you didn't fulfill the requirements."

Dyon looked down at the quietly sleeping Madeleine and smiled bitterly. What a shameless guardian. Technically, he did receive help from Madeleine during the first trial, but should that really count?

"Giving me the key will be enough, then." Dyon got over it quickly.

The truth is that he didn't care to have this as an immortal home. Although the space was grand and magical, what he actually wanted it for was create a battleship. He had had an idea brewing ever since her found that reservoir of Sky Mercury.

Not only was it made of very hard materials, this metal also had an invisibility property. One can imagine how useful that was in warfare.

The red-armored guardian almost passed out in anger. He had been hoping to see Dyon throw a tantrum in frustration, yet that didn't happen.

"Just take it." The red-armored guardian threw a ball of light at Dyon. In its center, an elaborate six sided key hovered. What was the point of testing Dyon? There was none.

Dyon allowed the key to enter his inner world, preferring to hold onto Madeleine with both arms. Then, he turned to leave.

"Are you really just going to leave like this?" The red-armored guardian couldn't help but call out.

"Are you going to give me the sky castle?"

"No."

"Can you give me information about this Mystical World? Its creator? Which other sky castles also use the soul path as themes?"

"No."

"Do you have any other trials for me to take?"

"No."

"Then why shouldn't I leave?" Dyon found this guardian ridiculous. He had things to do, he couldn't just 'entertain' him just because he was bored.

The guardian really was too pitiful, though. Now that all of his trials had been cleared, no one else would bother with this sky castle very much. But, how was this Dyon's problem? Did he expect him to just sit here for years?

"Ah…" The red-armored guardian was on the verge of tears.

It was at this moment that Dyon allowed Little Rain to come out. The little guy ran around excitedly, wrapping around several silver armored knights with his chains only for them to disappear a moment later.

When the guardian saw this, his brows twitched, but in the end, he said nothing. If he allowed Dyon to do this, wouldn't he have to stay for a little longer?

Just like Dyon's opponent in his fourth and fifth trials, this guardian was on the verge of mental collapse. He had simply lived for too long. If it wasn't for the fact he was being sustained as a spirit and anchored in unshakeable laws, his soul would have long since dissipated. But, this was too much for anyone to handle for such a long period of time.

Truth be told, the other guardians were like this as well. The problem was that they were bound to stay here by a Star Lord. Even Dyon couldn't do anything about that, by normal means, that is.

Also, it wasn't that the guardian was being petty in not giving Dyon the sky castle either. Even though it was dissatisfied with Dyon's attitude, it valued its own mental health more than its pride. But, the rules of the castle bound it from doing what it wanted to do.

At the very least, had Dyon taken ownership of the castle, he would have been able to see a change in scenery…

"Wait… Is that a mineral spirit? To think one would be birthed in this world… Even Lord Creator didn't dare to presume such a thing would happen…" The guardian mumbled to himself.

"Technically, you could leave if I let Little Rain absorb the entire castle, don't you think?"

The red-armored guardians visor shone once more before dimming. "It's impossible. You yourself are an array alchemist. You should understand the difference between a Star Lord and everyone else. Even for a sprite, especially an infant like this one, it's an impossible feat to accomplish. The little guy would sooner die that absorb even 1% of this sky castle…"

Almost as though to prove his words correct, Little Rain's elated glee grew quiet as he stumbled sleepily. Crawling back toward Dyon before falling into a nap. Clearly the high-quality materials were too much for him to take in all at once.

Still, he cleared the hall of several hundred silver knights, who, by Dyon's estimation, all wore peak stage comet grade armor plates.

"What I'm more interested in is what kind of rock coats the outside of this castle."

"Oh? That? It's not naturally occurring. It's a special alloy Lord Creator created after fusing the special properties of several hundred metals. It's a high-level weapon's master technique he created himself."

"Is that so… Then that probably means that the weapon's master sky castle has far better rewards than this one." Although Dyon didn't say it, he found the word 'created' ridiculous. Since when was fusing metals to form an alloy something just one person came up with. Maybe the metal was unique to him, but the technique wasn't.

"Even for you those trials wouldn't be easy. There's a reason that it's a phase two castle."

"Well look at you, was that so hard? If you just gave me the information I wanted, there'd be no need for this wall between us."

"There are things I cannot tell you because the Lord Creator forbid us from doing so."

"Even if I have this key?"

"Even if you have that key."

"You really can't tell me which sky castles are which?"

"Sorry. But, I wouldn't suggest you go to any other sky castles. Although I can't tell you which are which, I can tell you that Lord Creator isn't a fan of losing. This castle was already impossible by that standards of a celestial to completely clear. Lord Creator only gives out the things he can take back. And, no one has ever taken as much as you."

Dyon's head tilted slightly in thought. He had 'experienced' Legacy Worlds with creators who had ulterior motives before. But, it turned out that the Demon Sage was actually just venting his anger. Could it be that this creator was similar? Or worse?

Dyon smiled. "What is a Star Lord in the face of The Seal?"

Pure soul energy poured from Dyon poured into The Seal. Although moon grade qi, it was at an amount that could only be found in someone who had already broken through to the dao formation realm. With the size of Dyon's Mind's Eye, his soul stamina was almost endless.